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Headcanon accepted

Vento Auro post canon scenarios:

Fugo inherited Narancia’s curse. Now, he always ends up witnessing misunderstanding situations as he works to the boss of the gang.

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Reblogging to tell you that I have finished answering all of your asks and that my askbox is empty again! It was so fun, I never thought I still had it! Please, send more requests <3

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Hello my friends! Yes, it has been awhile XD But I’m gonna use this quarantine to be productive! Feel free to ask me for hc! Make sure to check the rules before! Love you all, take care <3

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First off, welcome! The community can be a great source of support but it can also be very toxic, please tread carefully and try to enjoy yourself as much as you can ! As for your question, it’s like trying to explain to someone what a meme is XD I mean like, I don’t have a defined definition of what a scenario is and what is a Hc and what’s the difference between them but I will try to explain myself.

For me, (anybody is more than welcome to add more what I’m going to say) I treat a headcanon as a way to spit out a number of facts about one or many characters in a given situation or context. It’s rough on the edges and I focus more on the content, the idea I’m trying to convey then about the form. Also, I can make same headcanons (as an example, how does X character sleep at night) about many differents characters but I rarely do the same for scenarios or fics (in my mind, fics are the same as scenarios although fics may have many chapter while a scenario is, I think, only composed of one chapter).

For fics or scenarios, I try to set a mood and an context (as an example, instead of giving facts about how does X character sleep, I write a scenario in which you find the said character asleep.) I try to describe what’s hapening, giving a logical reason of why it is happening (if we go back to my example of the sleeping character, you go to their home to fetch him for a mission and find them asleep or something.) I try to give a brief description, to focus on feelings, to develop the content so it is more than me spewing randomly facts about a character. For me, fics are more carefully crafted than Hc because I’m trying to write a small and coherent story whereas for Headcanons, I can just keep it to down to the core, the arguments I want to introduce without digging too much on the details.

Sorry for the lenghty explanation, hope it helps! If you have any more questions, please don’t hesitate to ask me. I’m not a veteran nor a very good writer, but I will be more than happy to share the little knowledge I have accumulated with you my friend!

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Ouch, I feel you so hard my friend. I always get so depressed when I’m on my period. With the pain and the hormones drop, I just wanna die too. I also want to consume content that might not be very well for me in my depressed state. I’ve answered your request ( cause I love ansgt too and I have nothing to do in my life right now XD)  but may I advice you to read it another time? When you are feeling better? You can drop a message in my inbox and talk together if it helps. I was going for a few headcanons but it turned out as fic, oh well *shrugs*.

Please proceed with caution:

Jotaro reacting to his s/o death: Cw: Death, Cw: Depression.

Jotaro was probably at his work when he heard about his s/o’s death. The news hit him hard, everything felling fuzzy around him. He thought he was going to be sad but he didn’t. He felt... nothing. He was more concerned about trying to comfort his s/o’s parents talking to him on the phone (even though comforting people has never been his forte) then about his lover’s death. He took a break from his work and traveled his s/o’s hometown. During the trip, he is left with his thoughts, and with his feelings, or should I say, his lack of feelings. Why wasn’t he sad? He wondered. He knew it wasn’t the first time he lost suddenly people he cared deeply about, but he never thought it would numb him to other deaths. After a few minutes by himself, he gave up thinking at once and turned on the radio.

He continued to not think at all, taking care of things as they come up. He said mechanically words of condelances to his s/o’s family and thanked others when they presented their sympathies for his loss. He answered to questions he was asked on the beat, without too much pondering. When he saw his s/o corpse, his mind just stopped working: it was as if it were full of static. Just like that, he spent an infinite amount of time in front of what had been his lover, the joy of his life. If you saw him, you wouldn’t be able to say if he were actually breathing or not. Then one of his s/o’s relative came to take him, it was time for the burial.

Jotaro left as soon as the ceremony was over. Every inch of his body was repulsed by the idea of lingering in that place. Even as his s/o was lowered in their grave and covered by dirt, he still didn’t feel anything. Even as weeks passed by, he still didn’t feel anything. There was only an emptiness that was threatening to swallow him whole. In order distract his mind, to fill  the hollowness, Jotaro submerged himself in work. He had never been a joyous fellow, prefering work to everything else. However, the amount of work he was doing was too much, even for him.

Then one day, or one night, he couldn’t tell, time became a homogeonous line for Jotaro, as he is rummaging through his papers, he found a token from the past: stickers of various sea animals, a gift from his s/o. They gave it to him as a joke, knowing how much he loved those creatures but despised childish things. Jotaro was not fond stickers, he was way past these kind of frivolity . But he did love what the sea had to offer and he appreciated the gesture so he never threw away the stickers, prefering to leave them in his own belongings even without the intention of ever using them.

At that moment, many memories flooded back into Jotaro’s mind: their first meeting, their confession, their first date, their first fight, their first anniversary... Their last kiss, their last words, their last meeting. Suddenly, Jotaro lifted his head, wondering how long has it been since...? And as he looked around him, searching for clues, their presence made itself aware. He could see their bored face as they were opening the fridge for no purpose, their back swaying to the sound of their humming while cooking breakfast, them looking at the window before happily shouting “Jotaro, look! The weather is so nice today!”,  their silhouette multiplying and propragating through the rooms, with their voice calling out to him. They were everywhere at once and nowhere.

Their presence became overwhelming and Jotaro felt himself choke on his tears. Jotaro clutched the stickers tightly, pressing them against his chest. His s/o were gone and they took something with them that can never be replaced, that he would always miss.

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And that is indeed, what we call Hc or Headcanons. You were correct my friend.

So for my dear @vyglitchcraft​, headcanons about Cheese boy and rice/goth man with a tall S/o:

For someone who has the power to shrink people, Formaggio is particulary fond of his s/o’s height. He loves tall people, he thinks they are elegant and classy. He doesn’t feel insecure if his s/o is taller than him, especially if she’s a woman. On the contrary, he will openely boat about it. He knows that women tend to prefer taller partner so for his tall s/o to have chosen him, he feels quite honored. Plus, with him being the shorter one, he can fully enjoy being the small spoon but shh! It’s a little secret between me and you.

Risotto is already very tall for a man. To have a s/o who is as tall as him is impressive. An s/o who is taller than him? Even slightly? That’s something he never thought possible! In any case, he loves his tall s/o with all of his heart. He finds a form of comfort and intimacy in being able to look directly into his s/o eyes. He will hear their complaints about tall people’s problem all day and wholeheartedly nod. If his s/o is insecure about their height, he will gladely comfort them, saying that he finds them perfect and charming just the way they are!

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Wow, that was fast! Many thanks my friend! So;

Hc about Cheese boy during quaratine:

Pretty sure Formaggio didn’t take the Covid-19 seriously at the begining of the pandemic. “It’s just a flu. I’m not gonna stop living because a fucking flu!” He regreted  those words very much when he was infected by the virus. He spent 2 weeks in pain, by himself while the rest of la Squadra were unable to take care of him but still made fun of him (except Risotto who made sure to check on him from time to time) After he finally recovered, the confinement was put in place.

His sleep schedule is pretty fucked up. Wake up, eat and go to sleep at random hours during night or days. All of the booze he had in stock was gone by the first week. No more snacks for him too. Since there was nothing else to do, he decided to learn cooking but the food he made was not terrible cause he lacked many ingredients and many times, he had to improvise something. Also, since he cooked to spend time, he ended up with more food than he could eat. It was this point that he started to think about another hobby.

He bingewatched all kind of shows and movies until he felt like his eyes were going blind. When he is particulary bored, he calls other members of la squadra to strike up conversations but it never works for too long. It always ends up with them hunging up on him screaming “Formaggio, you’re just bored! Go do something with your life!” 

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Ask box Empty, Send me Requests!

Hello my friends! Yes, it has been awhile XD But I’m gonna use this quarantine to be productive! Feel free to ask me for hc! Make sure to check the rules before! Love you all, take care <3

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Like seriously? Like bruh, what the heck? There are, I don’t know, more important stuff to do right now?

Using this platform to let you know that ICE is doing searches during the lockdown and making arrests. Fuck ICE and stay safe. Don’t open your doors to them.

Edit: ICE = U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement

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*Last trian home intensifies*

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Okay there must be a misunderstanding. I checked all of my blog and I don’t have the slightest idea about what you are referecing to. If you don’t mind, would you please message privately so we can sort out the matter?

why did you write the f-slur in your vento aureo cowboy bebop reblog?

Excuse me, what are you talking about my friend?

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why did you write the f-slur in your vento aureo cowboy bebop reblog?

Excuse me, what are you talking about my friend?

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It seems that life is a loop of nights and days succeding each other days growing shorter and shorter as time passes by.

“Will the night soon pass? Will it ever pass? How much longer can I endure it? What will help me to endure it, if endured it must be?”

— Vera Brittain, Testament of Youth (via antigonick)

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Your english is perfect @the-moon18​! Don’t worry. I mean, look at me. English is my third language but here I go, writing hc in Shakespeare’s toungue, while I’m tired, without any proofreading! So,

Hc about Abbacchio with a pianist fem S/O:

- When you first tell him there’s something he needs to see, Abbacchio panics internally. He thinks he did something wrong and you’re going to call him out but he doesn’t let it show.

-His apprehension turns into curiosity when he sees the piano. He watchs you intensely playing piano for him and it shakes him to the core, in a good way of course. To have someone so dear to him share their passion with him, Abbacchio finds it extremely endearing.

- He can’t move a single muscle until you’re done. When you ask him if he liked it, he nods and he blushes when you tell him you want to play just for him.

- Abbacchio doesn’t want to bother so he won’t ask at first, you will have to tell him “hey, come watch me play!” and he will galdly do it. After some time, especially when he wants some peace of mind, he will start asking you to play for him, even requesting a few pieces.

- It doesn’t matter if you’re a pro or just a beginner, Abbacchio loves music and he loves you too so the mix of the two is something that he adores!

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I mean, who doesn’t XD?

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

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I love this!!

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NOIIIICCEEE